Mystery: Chaos Path

“Let's go! The bright world promised by God is just outside this door!”

The angel's voice, tinged with a hint of a smile, echoed in his ears. Colin Iliad took a step forward, entering the circular doorway that had appeared within the interdimensional space.

The first sensation he felt was the blinding light.

That sunlight was even more dazzling than the small sun of the Land Abandoned by God, illuminating every corner of Colin Iliad's location, causing him to squint involuntarily. When he looked up, he saw a blazing sun hanging high in the sky.

Even after being baptized by the Creator's handmade little sun, Colin Iliad was still deeply shocked by the sun in the sky that illuminated the entire world.

This was a feeling that people accustomed to the sun would not have, a kind of indescribable spiritual impact.

Subsequently, Colin Iliad lowered his head, no longer looking at the fiery sun, his gaze instinctively surveying the surroundings. He discovered that they seemed to be in an unfamiliar city. The architectural style of this city was unlike anything Colin Iliad had ever seen, different from the ruins he had explored and different from what was recorded in ancient books. The only problem was that it was a bit short.

Colin Iliad compared the doors and windows of these buildings with those of Silver City, confirming that if they wanted to live in these buildings, the children would be fine, but the adults would probably have to bend over from time to time, otherwise they would easily hit their heads on the ceiling.

After all, Silver City had a large number of citizens who followed the warrior path throughout the generations, so they were generally taller. People over two meters were everywhere. In Silver City, being less than two meters usually only meant two things—a child or stunted growth.

Finally, Colin Iliad smelled a certain scent. It was a very fragrant smell, but it was different from the tempting scents Colin Iliad had smelled when encountering monsters.

However, Colin Iliad felt himself being tempted. His stomach churned, and he couldn't help but swallow, a deep desire arising spontaneously.

“Chief, it smells so good. What is this fragrance?” Little Sun Derrick also couldn't help but swallow, looking at Colin Iliad and whispering.

Not only him, but the others in the Silver City advance team were not doing much better. It wasn't that their will was not firm enough, but that the people of Silver City had been eating black-faced grass and monsters for over a thousand years, and they had absolutely no resistance to the aroma of normal food.

After all, the desire for food is one of the most fundamental desires of human beings.

“Everyone, restrain yourselves a little.” Colin Iliad suppressed his instinctive desire and said in a deep voice. He then looked at Lorne and sincerely said, “I apologize, Your Highness Lucifer, we have been rude.”

“It's alright, I can understand you.” Lorne revealed a smile and said unhurriedly, “I was originally thinking of taking you around here first, but since you are all hungry, then let's go have lunch first!”

Lorne gave Amon a look, the unspoken meaning being “Please begin your performance.”

“You really aren't polite at all.” Amon pushed up his glasses and glanced at Lorne.

“Didn't you volunteer for this yourself? I'm giving you a chance to perform.” Lorne wasn't embarrassed at all, stating it matter-of-factly.

As for the Ancient Sun God, he had naturally returned to his original space-time.

Amon didn't argue with Lorne. He looked at Colin Iliad and the others, revealing a smile that didn't carry much emotion, and said, “There happens to be one of my restaurants nearby, follow me.”

Colin Iliad hesitated slightly. He didn't know Amon's identity, only that this person had come with Lucifer to pick them up. Later, in the interdimensional space, Lucifer had introduced him, saying that the other party would help them better adapt to the outside world.

However, regarding the other party's identity, His Highness Lucifer didn't introduce him in detail, only simply telling them the other party's name—Amon.

The others in Silver City might be unfamiliar with this name, but Colin Iliad had some impression. In the Silver City prison, there was also a suspicious person imprisoned who had been in contact with Amon.

This inevitably made Colin Iliad somewhat suspicious of Amon's existence, but considering that the other party was arranged by His Highness Lucifer after all, he nodded and said, “Thank you, Lord Amon.”

“No trouble, this is all I should do.” Amon pushed up his glasses and opened his mouth with a smile.

If you were to ask why Amon suddenly took on the task of guiding Silver City, the reason was very simple. He decided to experience what so-called humanity was all about, so he first decided to find some people to observe carefully, deepening his understanding of humanity, and these people from Silver City were undoubtedly very good observation subjects.

“Let's go!” Lorne gestured to Colin Iliad, then smiled and said, “Don't worry, Amon's personality is indeed a bit bad, but he shouldn't do anything to you. Of course, if he really oversteps the line, you can tell me. I've told you what you should do.”

Hearing this, Colin Iliad hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself. For a moment, he really wanted to ask the angel in front of him—does your church have normal superiors?

Why are one or two of them so ill-tempered?

But Colin Iliad ultimately didn't ask, only saying, “I believe your arrangement won't have any problems.”

A glance at all the wonderful content!

The group walked out of the deserted alley and quickly attracted the attention of others. After all, the people of Silver City were too tall, giving people the direct feeling of being small giants, with a 200% turnaround rate on the street.

“Damn it! Are these people from the God of War Church?”

A slightly surprised voice sounded from the side. The voice wasn't loud, easily overlooked, but Lorne still caught it. He glanced in that direction and then raised his eyebrows.

He saw a man wearing a black cloak, appearing to be around thirty years old, with slightly scruffy golden hair and clear blue eyes that revealed a sense of purity untouched by knowledge. His face was covered in white powder, probably a disguise, although it was useless.

At least Lorne, who had seen the other party's wanted notice, recognized him at a glance—a regular member of the Ice Sauce Tutoring Class, the Boatswain of the Golden Dream, the original loyal Red Servant of Gehrman, Mr. Fool's future Apostle, now with a bounty of 3,000 pounds and becoming a 10,000-pound gentleman in the future, with a brain like a decoration and a disguise ability that was too horrible to bear, Flame Danitz.

“So the City of Generosity really does randomly refresh Danitz. Of course, maybe this is the fate attraction between Silver City and Danitz?” Lorne sighed in his heart, tilted his head, and glanced at the puzzled Silver City crowd, unable to help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

After all, this is a piece of fun delivered to his door!